38. Voicing my Darkest Fear

EVANGELINE.

His words cut me like a sharp knife, and I

look up at him.

How could he?

I didn’t reply for a moment, trying to remain composed, knowing we have many eyes watching us, and even with the music and loud chatter, they might overhear. So, I simply smile gracefully at Zedkiel and slowly pull out of his hold. I don’t think he understands that I am going to take this deal seriously.

Absolutely seriously, and I am not going to do anything to mess that up. Especially something such as fraternising with another man as long as we are married, which can lead to problems in front of the court and would not be ideal for the

tournament.

“Nothing to say?” He asks, and I realise this conversation isn’t over until he gets

an answer. His eyes are blazing red, and his anger only continues to rise.

“Let’s not do this here.” I whisper back, ” If you want to talk 1-lets take it outside.”

I’m scared to be alone with him

anywhere, but he is going to ruin this before we even have a chance to prove we

can do this, and to aim for that crown and my freedom.

“Let’s.” He says, his arm snakes around my waist, his hand painfully tight on my

waist. He leads me out of the doors I had

just entered. They swing shut behind us, blocking out all sounds of the merriment

from within.

Zedkiel came to a stop, and I look up, only

to see Sinclair standing there. His eyes

are cold as they meet Zedkiel’s, and I

realise they aren’t as beautiful as I once

found them… 1

He just doesn’t look the same… I look at Zedkiel, with his delicious hot chocolate

skin, and those eyes that remind me of honey and jewels, which makes my heart skip a beat. He is beautiful. My heart

thuds as I turn away, realising something

with shock. 5

I have begun to feel something for him… How is that possible?

My heart thumps with this realisation

and I look back at Sinclair once more. Yes,

he’s handsome, but I feel… nothing.

“Out of my way.” Zedkiel snarls, bringing me from my shocked thoughts.

Sinclair simply looks at me before

moving to his right, so he is directly in

front of me.

“Of course.” He says, his eyes stuck on

I frown. Sinclair is making stuff so much worse for me. Does he not realise that if

he makes Zedkiel angrier, he’ll take it out

on me? Does he even care for me, aside

from his own selfish reasons!? 3

I’m about to turn away when suddenly

Zedkiel pulls me behind him, and I hear a resounding crunch and a grunt as Sinclair staggers back, clutching his bleeding

nose that Zedkiel had just punched. My eyes fly open as they snap to Zedkiel, who raises his fist to his lips, blowing off imaginary dust as he glares murderously

at Sinclair. 1

“Stay out of my way, because next time I will kill you.” He snarls before dragging me away. I bite back the cry of pain from the rough pull as he yanks me down the hallway until he opens a random door

and pushes me inside. I almost stumble, just about catching my balance, when the

door shuts behind him.

makes my own heart thud even louder and I turn to glare at

listen

say quietly. 1

brow. “I saw enough.” He snarls, advancing

coming from. I clench my fists, hoping that I can hold

being treated

you wanted to see. I

back off…

do my best,

sabotage

free is all

instead, he narrows his eyes, watching

to explain why you smelt

in a tight

whimper,

the eye, a ringing in my

just like you, he tried to

Zedkiel… but you two are far more

harshly. (1

Goddess, you are such a mischief maker!’ A

not. I’m being

that Evangeline, it’s

matter,

‘Promise?’

voice snaps me back to reality, and I realise he

in front of me. “What

to calm my thumping heart.

a brow, scanning

“I said, we’re nothing

you? You both act

want me, yet you both only hurt me …” I trail off, realising that, that

has defended me on

occasions now…

will make you change your mind.

from me. His eyes are blazing as he

shoulder. 1

he reaches for the door,

hand over

in our skin

can feel him watching me and I tilt

to look at him.

end the

You

protected me many

he… he hurts me

I say

as

and I slowly let go of

from the door handle, and I

the door open

by

around, pushing me

wall.

gasp at the impact and

belong to me

that, unlike

fucking Luna, so why the fuck

you still belong to me… and who knows,

to my head, his eyes

no matter

stay…

him, but there

until this deal is completed…

alone.” 1

chest is too close to

shimmering red,

he was capable

a thousand butterflies and my gaze dips to his plump lips. He leans in, kissing me deeply. I gasp against his lips, but it only gives him access

waist and pulls

I kiss him back? I’m not sure… So,

once,

I can’t get too close, just

last time. “We need to return to

and we need to…

whisper, opening the door.

argue with me, nor does

go. I feel the

around him as his eyes become hard and emotionless again. I feel something squeeze

end

went well.” Zedkiel says

in our

a long

exhausted.

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